Quadruple split

"The response is pretty quick."

Shota raised his eyebrows and said in a sarcastic tone: "It seems that these rebels are much better trained than I thought before."

Tianshu, who was wearing a motorcycle helmet, leaned on the back of the chair and crossed his legs, and said calmly: "That's not true. According to the information we learned before, the man who was just beaten flat by Cordoba He is a powerful person among the rebels, and he is also a powerful person with a high status but no power. Based on this premise, no matter how poor the average quality of the rebels is, they will definitely have a certain degree of ability. We will use combat power to protect him to prevent the old gentleman from being attacked by mobs, assassins, etc. who do not know whether to live or die."

"I can tell……"

Shota twitched the corner of his mouth, glanced at the spectacular pool of blood behind Cordoba, and sighed: "It's a pity that those who were protecting him in secret must not have thought that this leader would be betrayed by his close associates in the end." The bodyguards killed him."

Tianshu laughed and said cheerfully: "Who says it's not the case? It seems now that Cordoba's positioning should be that although its status is not high, its strength is relatively high and its theoretical loyalty is very high. For example, The one who has the leverage in the hands of the people in that pool, and because of this, his protectors will ignore the possibility of him killing him without any warning."

"That's true, but now that the leader has been killed, the surrounding monitors have obviously reacted. From God's perspective, we can see that except for this group of people gathered not far in front of Cordoba In addition to the elite soldiers, there are many people rushing here from various areas in the city."

Shota narrowed his eyes slightly, and while staring at Cordoba who was walking forward slowly, he asked his partner next to him: "What do you think of the behavior of Cordoba's players?"

“There are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest of which is not having an offspring.”

Tianshu said this without thinking.

Shota: "...Huh?"

"Well, what I mean is that if there is an NPC here at this moment, instead of Cordoba as a player, then he is likely to be sacrificed in this upcoming siege. In that case, he Their parents will definitely be very sad. If they don’t even have a grandson or granddaughter, they won’t even have one to think about. So I hope that today’s young people must pay attention to safety when they go out, such as when driving long distances. Don’t drive drunk or tired, if you really like to seek death, then fall in love early and let the older generation hold their grandson before they die.”

Tianshu talked about a lot of nonsense in a brisk tone, and then changed the topic and continued talking about the game: "As for the player from Cordoba, I can't say whether his decision is right or wrong. Personally, I am very sad. I appreciate his sense of justice. Although his sensibility in the virtual world is often considered overkill, I think it is never a bad thing to have a bottom line as a human being."

"That's true, but the problem is that for him now, with the regular army of alchemist players eyeing him outside and having a falling out with his own camp internally, it can be said that there is no way out."

Shota sighed and shook his head: "It's still too boyish. It's one thing to be admired, but this is a competition after all. If he wants to go far, I personally think he must at least know what he wants. .”

Tianshu tilted his head and turned to Shota, smiling: "So you're saying that Cordoba doesn't know his priorities?"

"Is such that."

Zhengtai nodded slightly and said unceremoniously: "I think if he is willing, he will be able to find a better way. It is not difficult to prevent the superior person from killing indiscriminately without putting himself in the face of everyone, but I want to I don’t want to just physically ‘solve’ the problem, which I think is not a responsible choice.”

"First of all, I completely agree with your point of view, old man. In my eyes, the Cordoba player's performance is indeed 'ignoring priorities', and from the perspective of a championship contender, he is indeed not very responsible for himself."

Tianshu first agreed seriously, and then said: "However, if we think about the problem from another angle, the answer may not be so absolute."

Shota looked at Cordoba who was walking slowly towards the hundreds of elite warriors in front of him, and asked the Book of Heaven: "For example?"

"For example, none of us know, in his opinion, whether the results of the [Inquisition Contest] individual competition are more important, or whether killing a person is essentially a group. Although the data is simply mapped from history, it is actually an individual. Scumbag bastards are more important.”

Tianshu tapped his motorcycle helmet lightly and said in a soft tone: "For another example, although Cordoba's behavior did cause him some unnecessary trouble in everyone's eyes, if he doesn't care about these What about troubles? In other words, what if these troubles are not enough to shake up his victory in his opinion?"

Shota laughed dumbly and said: "I understand what you said before, but the second half of the sentence is a bit too much, right? We all know that Cordoba's player is very strong, but to say that he has directly turned against his own camp It doesn’t matter anything…”

He shook his head and said no more, but both the Heavenly Book and the audience understood the implication of Shota's words.

To put it simply, in this period of time when everyone is stuck in front of the epic level, no matter how strong the players are, they will only linger in front of the epic level. Take the game between Awakening Dragon and Lusail as an example. , they played really beautifully and wonderfully, but now that the game has been launched for ten months, many players have already experienced it to a certain extent, so whether they are amazed or worshipful, they are still limited to the 'player'. within the scope.

It's like we are arranged to play a friendly match with young talents from the national team's youth training camp. Although when we are being abused, we feel that the other party is so strong, handsome and invincible, but when we go home at night and turn on the TV to watch the World Cup, Champions League, NBA, WWE and other events, Everyone will objectively judge that the players inside are actually far better than those who easily beat themselves up during the day.

The same is true for the Innocence Realm. Although Awakening Dragon, Lusail and others are indeed powerful from a player's perspective, everyone also knows that they are still super-first-class masters among high-level players, and even if they are super-class masters, as long as they are not If you jump out of the category of [high-level], you will definitely be defeated by the human sea tactics of enemies of the same level. The difference is only the size of the 'human sea'.

Just like Lusail may be killed by a three-digit crowd, but only a four-digit crowd can kill Awakening Dragon. Although there is a considerable gap in strength between the two, they will still be killed by the crowd. Killed by tactics.

Under the current circumstances, there are tens of thousands of rebels in this city alone. Even if the proportion of high-level professionals is not large, there is absolutely no problem with a base of tens of thousands, and the scale outside is so huge. The regular army that can surround this city is several times stronger in terms of combat power.

This is also the reason why Shota previously felt that Cordoba should choose between the two options of 'assassination route' and 'increasing his influence among the rebels'.

After all, even if Cordoba is much stronger than the two Awakening Dragons ranked below him, when both forces start to harbor ill will towards him, this [second place] will probably be in trouble...

Bang——! ! !

“A good dog stays out of the way.”

Along with a majestic staff shadow full of powerful power passing through the air, a conservative estimate of seven or eight square meters of ground in front of Cordoba suddenly cracked, and more than a dozen tiger-backed, heavy-armed, The elites, armed to the teeth, were already in this mess. Although they were still breathing, they inevitably fell into a deep coma under the impact just now and completely lost their ability to fight.

But Cordoba just carried his weapon with an impatient face, which was called a 'staff' but was shaped like a giant war gun and continued to walk forward unhurriedly, completely ignoring it. The elite rebel soldiers in front of them could not hide their horror, and their breathing became increasingly rapid.

"What are you doing standing still!"

At this moment, a young officer who hurriedly came from behind raised his sword with dizzy eyes and roared: "Kill this ungrateful thing for me!"

As a result, the dead soldiers who had finally found their backbone immediately launched an attack on Cordoba. These well-trained elites dispersed immediately, surrounding Cordoba in the center, and then They all picked up the heavy weapons in their hands and swung the two-handed hammers, giant swords, battle axes, and sabers towards the expressionless Cordoba from all angles, and then——

Ding--ding-ding-ding-ding--

"You really want to kill me, right?"

There were a total of six heavy weapons stuck on his body. Although he was wearing a 'system skin', Cordoba, who was essentially a body of runes, raised his head and slowly glanced at it with an unhappy look. He looked at the six faces around him that were mixed with fear, confusion, and confusion, and asked: "Then even if I'm a little 'over-defensive,' I won't be sentenced, right?"

"What did you say-"

Bang! ! !

After a burst of explosions, the six people surrounding Cordoba were all intact from the waist down, but their upper bodies simultaneously exploded into a ball of blood mist.

"Ah! You...you you you!! Ahhhhh!!!"

The young man who stood behind and ordered the elites to attack Cordoba staggered back two steps and then screamed and turned around and ran away. Although he had not experienced killings and he also had high-level strength. , but his life experience and instinct over the past twenty years told him that the person in front of him was no longer the coward with no opinion and a gloomy personality that he was familiar with.

He realized that if the other party was willing, even if there were twice as many people blocking him, it wouldn't be possible...

【Eh? 】

The sudden darkness interrupted his thoughts, and the final scene reflected in his field of vision was a scene of a middle-aged man with a beard falling not far in front of him.

That was his Uncle Singler, one of the souls of this army and the strongest man in the city. He had half a foot in the epic and could have the ultimate hope of breaking through the bottleneck at any time.

Leaving aside the ordinary soldiers who are doomed to die but do not yet know their fate, the reason why the top brass of this team has been stubbornly resisting until now is because they hope that Singler, whose bottleneck has been loosened, can break through to the epic realm in a short time. , and escaped with a few close people around him.

To take a step back, even if the escape is a sure thing and fails, even if the other party doesn't take an epic who is willing to surrender too seriously, at least an exchange can be made that allows everyone to save their lives.

but……

He didn't understand why a chest as powerful as Uncle Singler's was like those other fish behind him, with only half of his body left.

He wanted to blink and see everything in front of him more clearly, but after closing his eyes, he fell into endless darkness.

…

"I can only say……"

In the commentary box, Shota subconsciously raised his arm to wipe the non-existent beads of sweat on his forehead, and sighed: "Although I have estimated the strength of Cordoba players to the maximum extent, I have to say, He still gave me a huge scare."

The man next to him shrugged his shoulders and said calmly: "To be honest, even if this rebel army really intends to use all its strength to strangle Cordoba, I don't think they can succeed."

"Yeah, although I think that whether it's Awakening Dragon, Lusail or other top players can do what they just did, maybe even more handsome, cleaner and neater, but... tsk."

Shota smacked his lips and said dryly: "A person who can maintain 100% health and 98.5% physical fitness after completing dozens of kills in an instant. To be honest, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would It’s absolutely unimaginable.”

"To expand on the explanation, the Cordoba players showed almost no consumption in the previous rounds of 'fights'."

Realizing that many viewers may not understand what Shota meant, Tianshu turned to the camera and explained thoughtfully: "Considering that his current physical recovery rate is about 0.1% per second, we can simply understand that if Cordoba will not be tired even if he kills an enemy of that level just now for a whole day. Combined with the intensity of the series of battles just now, we can probably think..."

"The Cordoba player who was ranked second in the [Individual Strength Ranking] before the rankings were closed and has never fallen out of this position..."

"At least it has reached the level of [half-step epic]."

"As we all know, the biggest threshold for our game at present is never to officially enter the epic realm, but to break through the high level and step on even one level to take yourself a step further."

"In other words, if nothing else happens, Cordoba players are already one stage ahead of most players."

"Although we are not sure whether other leading players have such strength, but..."

"The alchemist is in danger."

Chapter 1949: End